# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Know ye that angels silently glide | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lauda Sion salvatorem, lauda ducem et pastorem | | | | | | | |
d103 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d104 | Like a strong and raging fire | | | | | | | |
d105 | Like the dawning of the morning | | | | | | | |
d106 | Long live the pope his praises sound | | | | | | | |
d107 | Lucis creator optime. Lucem dicerum proferens | | | | | | | |
d108 | Mary, dearest mother, from thy | | | | | | | |
d109 | Mary! How sweetly falls that word | | | | | | | |
d110 | Mary, mother, shield us through life | | | | | | | |
d111 | Mighty victor all resplendent | | | | | | | |
d112 | Mother dear, O pray for me | | | | | | | |
d113 | Mother dearest, mother fairest | | | | | | | |
d114 | Mother Mary, at thine altar We thy loving children kneel | | | | | | | |
d115 | Mother of God, we hail thy heart | | | | | | | |
d116 | Mother of Mercy, day by day, my love of thee grows more | | | | | | | |
d117 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d118 | My Jesus from his throne above | | | | | | | |
d119 | My own dear mother Mary | | | | | | | |
d120 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d121 | Now are the days of humblest prayer | | | | | | | |
d122 | O blest forever [fore'er] the mother | | | | | | | |
d123 | O bond of love, that dost unite | | | | | | | |
d124 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
d125 | O come, loud anthems let us sing, loud thanks | | | | | | | |
d126 | O dearest Lord, we humbly crave | | | | | | | |
d127 | O filii et fili' | | | | | | | |
d128 | O flower of grace, divinest flower | | | | | | | |
d129 | O God, how ought my grateful heart | | | | | | | |
d130 | O gracious Lord, Creator dear | | | | | | | |
d131 | O heart of Mary, pure and fair | | | | | | | |
d132 | O Jesu, thou the beauty art | | | | | | | |
d133 | O Jesus Christ, remember when thou shalt come again | | | | | | | |
d134 | O Jesus dear, thy sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d135 | O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
d136 | O Lord, I am not worthy | | | | | | | |
d137 | O lovely Infant dearest Savior | | | | | | | |
d138 | O Mary, dear mother, how fondly I flee | | | | | | | |
d139 | O Mater admirabilis, fair lily of the field | | | | | | | |
d140 | O mother blest, whom God bestows | | | | | | | |
d141 | O mother, I could weep for mirth | | | | | | | |
d142 | O mother loved, our sweet delight | | | | | | | |
d143 | O purest of creatures, sweet mother, sweet maid | | | | | | | |
d144 | O quot undia laxrimarum | | | | | | | |
d145 | O sacred heart, O love divine, Do keep us near to thee | | | | | | | |
d146 | O sacred heart, O sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d147 | O sacred heart that on the cross | | | | | | | |
d148 | O sanctissima, O piissima, Dulcis virgo Maria | | | | | | | |
d149 | O thou eternal King most high | | | | | | | |
d150 | O turn to Jesus, mother, turn | | | | | | | |
d151 | O what could my Jesus do more | | | | | | | |
d152 | O when shall we with angels bright | | | | | | | |
d153 | On bended knee a guilty race | | | | | | | |
d154 | On this day we ask to share | | | | | | | |
d155 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d156 | Peace, be still, our God is dwelling | | | | | | | |
d157 | Pity, my God, 'tis for our [own] beloved land | | | | | | | |
d158 | Praise ye the Lord on every height | | | | | | | |
d159 | Pray for the dead, though faithful they | | | | | | | |
d160 | Rose of the cross, thou mystic flower | | | | | | | |
d161 | Sacred heart in accents burning | | | | | | | |
d162 | Salve arce foederis | | | | | | | |
d163 | Salve horologium quo retrogradiatur | | | | | | | |
d164 | Salve mundi domina coelorum regina | | | | | | | |
d165 | Salve, salve, salve regina | | | | | | | |
d166 | Salve urbis refugii | | | | | | | |
d167 | Salve virgo florens mater illibata | | | | | | | |
d168 | Salve virgo puerpera | | | | | | | |
d169 | Salve virgo sapiens domus deo dictata | | | | | | | |
d170 | Saving host we fall before thee | | | | | | | |
d171 | See amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
d172 | See, he comes, whom every nation | | | | | | | |
d173 | See the Paraclete descending | | | | | | | |
d174 | See, the storm is raging, clouds above us lower | | | | | | | |
d175 | Sing, my joyful tongue, the mystery | | | | | | | |
d176 | Sleep, holy Babe, upon thy [your] mother's | | | | | | | |
d177 | Soul of my Savior, sanctify my breast | | | | | | | |
d178 | Stars of glory, shine more brightly | | | | | | | |
d179 | Strike, strike the harp in praise of God | | | | | | | |
d180 | Sweet heart of Jesus, be my love | | | | | | | |
d181 | Sweet lady of the sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d182 | Sweet name which makes the dying live | | | | | | | |
d183 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
d184 | Tantum ergo sacramentum | | | | | | | |
d185 | The clouds hang thick o'er Isr'l's camp | | | | | | | |
d186 | The day is o'er, the moon serenely beaming | | | | | | | |
d187 | The heavens bend to kiss the earth | | | | | | | |
d188 | The ice bonds of winter are broken | | | | | | | |
d189 | The star of the ocean is risen | | | | | | | |
d190 | The sun is shining brightly, the trees are decked with green | | | | | | | |
d191 | Thou art my hope, dear sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d192 | Thou loving Maker of mankind | | | | | | | |
d193 | Thou who, hero like, hast striven | | | | | | | |
d194 | Through the world thy children raise | | | | | | | |
d195 | Thy children humbly bending | | | | | | | |
d196 | Thy sacred race, O Lord, is run | | | | | | | |
d197 | 'Tis the month of our Mother, the sweet month of May | | | | | | | |
d198 | To Jesus' heart all burning with fervent love for men | | | | | | | |
d199 | To kneel at thine altar, in faith we draw near | | | | | | | |
d200 | To thy pure and burning heart | | | | | | | |